| I’ve already told ya
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| Can’t go on like this
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| Red lips, a kiss, and you got me calling for ya
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| Guess I hardly know you
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| You’re off limits
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| A classic twist—I think I’m falling for you
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| I think I’m falling for you
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| I’ve already told ya
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| Can’t just wish away
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| Those days, you say were such a problem for ya
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| And every word I told ya
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| Lost in cliché
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| One fragile phrase has got me
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| Godsend, moving like an angel
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| Pretend, suspend, read me like a fable
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| I know, bad blood bleeding
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| But I’d lie, if I tried, to play like I ain’t falling
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| Godsend, moving like an angel
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| Pretend, read me like a fable
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| I know, bad blood bleeding
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| But I’d lie, if I tried, to play like I ain’t falling
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| (To play like I ain’t falling)
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| I think I’m falling for you |